[The Visitor scrabbles at the dusty ground, dragging itself back into an upright position. It stands on three legs now, with the fourth half-gone; the severed pieces of bone seem to disintegrate into ash, which vanishes slowly.
It roars low, like a crocodile, clearly displeased. But also, undeterred. It starts to move forward again, limping heavily until it simply decides to use its stump leg and keep the other one stretched out in front. Good job, Lance, you've definitely slowed it.
But it sure isn't stopping. As it closes in, it pushes itself back up onto its hind legs and shrieks, launching forward clumsily, jaws wide.]
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It roars low, like a crocodile, clearly displeased. But also, undeterred. It starts to move forward again, limping heavily until it simply decides to use its stump leg and keep the other one stretched out in front. Good job, Lance, you've definitely slowed it.
But it sure isn't stopping. As it closes in, it pushes itself back up onto its hind legs and shrieks, launching forward clumsily, jaws wide.]